Zikki
Genesis
(Verse 1 - Jamezyboy)
I’ve been rolling, ducking, dodging
Hollow tips got these mother f**kers looking cautious
Murdered the whip
Turned my b*t*h into a lock smith
Turned a school-girl to a hood-rat in the process, nonsense
Cross hairs got us feeling crucified whenever they cross us
Subliminally tattooed in my subconscious
To be a peasant, king, then a mother f**king God, sh*t
But I ain’t into that God sh*t
I’m like MJ with the flu game, homie I got sick
Sick of the pu**y a** rappers, it’s obnoxious
Girl put the G thing down on boss sh*t
Head game out of this world just like a rocket
Got me pulling 20’s and 50’s out of my pocket
Calling out of work like “Boss, I can’t clock in”
Like I told KTK this be the project
Proof is in the product
Squaxin Island, homie, that’s where the block is
Skokimish Nation, that be the block b*t*h
4th Avenue, mother f**ker, that’s where the block is
Yeah, muh, that’s where the block is
Squaxin Island, homie, that’s where the block is
Skokimish Nation, that be the block b*t*h
4th Avenue, mother f**ker, that’s where the block is
Steele street, yup mother f**ker, that’s where the block is
(Hook - Jamezyboy)
God just talk to me
He don’t talk to fakes
He don’t talk to Adam
He don’t talk to Eve
He don’t talk to snakes
God just talk to me
He don’t talk to fakes
He don’t talk to Adam
He don’t talk to Eve
He don’t talk to snakes
(Verse 2 - Zikki)
Everyday another dollar, what they always saying
Trading time just for the change of all my boss’ wages
This making money sh*t done got contagious
I’ve been debating on a bank link
Saying “F**k the plaintiff
And f**k inflation, f**k insurance
F**k a bill, f**k a b*t*h
Dump a bottle in my cup, and drop a pill
F**k a t**he, f**k a f**king 10% before my taxes
F**k is this?”
So is Jesus gonna pay my f**king rent, I f**king wish
Need to chill before I make me a mistake, and dig a grave
I talk to God, but not the God that they got printed on the page
I mean the God that got me thinking about decisions that I made
The God that knows that there ain’t no repenting for a snake
I mean, God still walk with me
God still takes my hand
God ain’t judging me
He knows that I ain’t just a man
He’s the only one that understands
(Tallk to him)
(Hook – Jamezyboy)
God just talk to me
He don’t talk to fakes
He don’t talk to Adam
He don’t talk to Eve
He don’t talk to snakes
God just talk to me
He don’t talk to fakes
He don’t talk to Adam
He don’t talk to Eve
He don’t talk to snakes
(Verse 2 Jamezyboy)
(Ayuh)
Please will I let it go
Pull out the .9 like the missing toe
Clip kiss the face like the mistletoe
No dope cooking on my kitchen stove
Only Ramen Noodles ‘cause the Jiggy broke
Please don’t step to me with an anecdote
Verses leave merchants in padded rooms
Only take a minute though
Hessians can’t crack this killer code
Dog get off your pedestal
B*t*h get off your menstrual cycle
Rival and some Pinicle Whip
The slip is given if you are miniscule
B*t*h get off your middle school vibe
‘Cause the Vive will revive the weak if you are willing to
The strong are well entombed
(F**k That)
Mom’s played Bach when I was in the womb
Maybe that’s the reason the Jamezy has been feeling you
F**k that
Mom’s played Pac when I was in the womb
Maybe that’s the reason the Jamezy has been healing you
Buck back
Mama carried a Glock when I was in the womb
Maybe that’s the reason the Jamezy has been killing you, huh
Mama carried a Glock when I was in the womb
Maybe that’s the reason the Jamezy has been killing you
F**k That
F**k That
Carter when I jump back
F**k That
I don’t wanna trust that
I don’t wanna touch that
Catch me with a lunch bag
Catch me with a bus pa**
F**k That
F**k That
I don’t wanna touch that
(Outro – Jamezyboy)
God just talk to me
He don’t talk to fakes
He don’t talk to Adam
He don’t talk to Eve
He don’t talk to snakes
God just talk to me
He don’t talk to fakes
He don’t talk to Adam
He don’t talk to Eve
He don’t talk to snakes